I felt myself blush and said I was sorry as I looked back at the road. I reached down and flipped the switch to turn on the headlights as she said it...was okay. “you know I could never cheat on my husband, but I still like to dream.”I looked back over at her and she looked down into her own lap. With one hand she reached over and pressed the button undoing her seatbelt. She lifted her ass off the seat and reached under her skirt. Her lacey pink panties came slipping over her legs. She. She gasped, again, and quickly orgasmed as this cock pummeled her with a lot of energy and stroked her in a new, stimulating way. She was rolled again when the one in her ass came and pulled out as they rolled. They had done this before, she thought to herself. She looked to the side, forgetting for a moment from the rolling where Abby actually was. What she found was the same thing happening to her. Just as she looked over, Abby was being rolled with a cock deep in her ass.Abby had decided she. As Bill thinks about what he wants to do to Jennifer, his cock stiffens again inside Martha. All the next week Bill is extra nice to me, talking and asking me all kinds of leading questions, some even down right personal. Every day he asks me how my bottom is surviving the punishments and then he wants to see how it looks. I get a tingling in my pussy every time I lift my dress so he can take a long look then caresses it saying what a nice firm bottom to spank and then he always gives it a. "Stupid", she said to herself. "Why didn't I just tell him who I am?" She kept berating herself the entire time he was changing the oil, her eyes glued onto the man who was such a mystery to her.Ten minutes later, he closed the hood and came into the office, wiping his hands on a dirty rag. "All finished", he said, sitting behind the desk. He grabbed a receipt book and looked up at her. "That will be forty dollars, sweetheart. I went ahead and gave you the "cute" discount", he said, not hiding.